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a child's mind

the rights to passage... i believe it to be permission granted in trust, hope, and wonder of something quite new indeed....the passage the journey the experience.. a traveled past, relived and found the end to be the same.... the night came quick and without notice of the sun shape shifting to a moon, dancing now free in the vast sea...reflected image twisted as the ocean turns in the tide....reflected in same, looking over the ships side the boy saw his face below and recognized the illuminated image twisted and blurred more than he recognized his own thoughts of himself....it had come to pass, this passage of life, he had found wide open and welcoming, newness and it was exciting....before thinking if he could travel it, he might have thought "should" i travel it......anybody can go and most folks do, but there are very few who see it through to an end other than demise.....too many nights turned to day with no remembrance....too many days started fresh and clean and end in confusion.....so the boy looking down, the moons face reflected brightly on the ocean's surface and looked up at the silhouette standing on the side of the ship....the boy blurred and wandering had found a presence near him fond, silent, an epiphany of sorts....the reflection is blurred and ever changing, never constant....he felt peace, for it is true we are blurred and ever changing, what others see is more about them than about who they are actually seeing.....it is our perception that lead us to believe we know more or less....the truth of it we don't know what is the mind's eye of the passer by, smiling coyly with no reason why.... perception and fear should be cleansed and reminded of the smallness of our existence.....then replace it with love and give it in trust and protect it in hope....livelovelife it is short and new every day and will not wait for the time to change or the sun to set it happens always.....